Friday, December 4, 2009

Balance, that's the key.The bit in the middle of the see-saw doesn't move.The center of the game is where you'll find yourself again,and this game doesn't have any rules.

The soul of the center,If there was a soul to find.Once upon a time i say, like a story will make it right.But narrative, she hounds the mind.Break it once and fix me tight.Play this game and rules be damned,Heaven and hell will understand;it's all in my head, this seeming fight.An illusion again, that i seek to continue,it's the big lies we need, not the little.